Chapter 20
Another scream cut through the air, and Drake knew it was Terry. He ran as fast as he could out of the bathroom, down the hallway, through the kitchen, and out of the house.
“Help him!” Terry yelled, fear and desperation clinging to her words. “Help him! We need a doctor. Where is Drake?”
Her voice struck him like a knife as he pushed his way through the forming crowd. Matt checked Walt’s pulse and pointed to people as he gave directions. Time was life and death in this moment, and every second counted.
Drake dropped to the ground as Matt pulled his finger away from Walt. “Pulse?” Drake asked.
Matt shook his head, and another scream echoed around him. He couldn’t help Terry, not when Walt needed him. Walt had welcomed Drake when he first moved to town with open arms, and he
